Special Years

After the night shooting training was over, Zhang Dapao did not announce the shooting results immediately, but took everyone back to the barracks, put away the training equipment, and concentrated under the lighted basketball court. Only then did the final commentary begin.

"Do you all want to know your training results?" Standing in front of the team, Zhang Dapao asked the crowd with his trademark satiated tone.

But this time, everyone dared to answer.

Because everyone knows more or less in their hearts, they will definitely not be too satisfied with their results tonight.

This is the first time to conduct a thorough examination according to the standard mode of the group army's top competition. Everyone is the first to come into contact with this shooting mode.

It is completely different from the previous night shooting, in terms of difficulty, it is no longer a grade.

"Yes, they are very self-aware."

While smiling, Zhang Dapao took out a stack of target paper from the cardboard box that Peng Qiang was holding and shook it in his hand.

"The results are here, a total of 15 rounds, you can see how many rounds you have fired."

Then start to read out the results one by one...

"Geng Danian, run the target four times!"

After speaking, show the target paper in front of you so that everyone can see the bullet holes on it.

Then, raise your hand.

The target paper "hiss" in front of him and turned into two halves.

Zhang Dabao crumpled the target paper, threw it in the cardboard box, and picked up another target paper.

"Hu Dahai, run the target three times!"

He did the same action again, took out Hu Dahai's target paper, showed it, and tore it up.

"Xiao Jingui, run the target five times!"

hiss-

Another target paper scrapped...

"Zhang Yaoyi, run two bullets..."

hiss-

Every time the target paper was torn off, everyone's brows couldn't help but wrinkle, as if someone had been slapped **** the face.

"solemn!"

Hearing his name called, the solemn heart began to thump and thump violently.

Zhang Dabao picked up a piece of target paper, looked at it, and turned to face everyone.

"It's not bad to say that the taller is in the dwarf, but it still ran two rounds."

After all, he ripped it mercilessly.

Read the name one by one, tear the target paper one by one.

In the end, among the twenty people, the lowest ran two rounds, and the most ran five rounds.

"Look, this is the 'top' of our 1st division."

Zhang Dapao said in a sarcastic tone: "You tops are all tops who practice precision shooting. In my eyes, they are just ordinary excellent shooters, and they are not tops at all."

With his hands behind his back, he started walking up and down.

Then he stopped and said, "During your assessment last year, I told Deputy Teacher Cai that the requirements for top performers are really too low, and any cat or dog can be top performer, and the moisture of this top person is getting bigger and bigger. Let's not talk about reaching the standard of the top group army competition, at least half of it will be achieved, but we still practice one to five exercises according to the outline every day. You must know that the outline is not a panacea, the outline is only the foundation, the real shooting art is to We increase the difficulty according to the actual combat. This is shooting, which is worthy of saying that we are a top. I don’t know what the guys in the training department are doing!”

Zhang Dabao seemed to be venting the thoughts he had been thinking all along.

Ni Haowen next to him was so shocked that his mouth could not close.

Zhang Dapao is indeed worthy of being Zhang Dabao. After he graduated from the military academy and came to the teaching team as a shooting instructor, he has always heard a little about Zhang Dabao's amazing remarks and courage. The guy who is still awesome without blinking.

"At your current level, it's simply not enough for difficult shooting training." Zhang Dapao said, "Starting from tomorrow morning, I will use a new method to train you, starting from the most basic things. I promise, this one In half a month, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, you will surely reap the rewards!"

A whole new way?

from the basics?

These two sentences became the central point of discussion after everyone turned off the lights that night.

"The captain said that starting from the basics, shouldn't we start with the 10-meter fixed narrowing target and practice?"

"I think what he said may be based on the gun. We can't fight it. To a large extent, the gun is unstable..."

After hearing about the gun, everyone immediately felt numb in their scalps.

"According to the gun, I don't think it's a big problem. I think it's breathing. Although I tried my best to hold my breath when the gun was fired, I was still affected by the violent beating of my heart... The two shots I ran on target probably came from this way... …”

No matter what everyone talks about, there is no one completely convincing answer.

Zhuang Yan fell asleep in a daze, and was awakened by the harsh whistle.

Everyone jumped up subconsciously, put on their clothes and equipment, and ran out the door to gather.

When I got to the lawn, I found that there was no wake up number.

The training team usually broadcasts the wake-up call according to the broadcast of the main unit to wake everyone up, and the squadron duty officer blew the whistle after hearing the wake-up call of the brigade headquarters.

Generally speaking, when gathering, you can still hear the wake-up call.

But not only was it too dark today, something was wrong, and I didn't even hear the wake-up call.

"Why isn't there a wake-up call? The brigade's horn is broken?"

"It is estimated that, look, the guys in the 400-meter obstacle also got up."

"All the bombers are up! Look over there. It is estimated that the loudspeaker of the brigade is broken."

"Don't guess, you are all wrong." A team member who finally came out of the room said, "I looked at the wall clock~www.novelmt.com~ It's not even five o'clock!"

"Before five o'clock?"

Everyone was a little surprised.

This means that I have woken up half an hour earlier.

"Stand at attention, look to the right!"

The deputy captain Ni Haowen issued the password, and everyone immediately lined up according to the password.

"Look forward, take a break!"

Ni Haowen assembled the team, saluted and reported to the captain Zhang Dapao on the side, and handed over the troops.

Zhang Dabao glanced at everyone.

Suddenly he burst out laughing: "What are you doing? What are you doing out with your guns on your back?"

Zhuang Yan and the comrades around you look at me, I look at you, and don't even know what Zhang Dapao is laughing at.

Everyone was wearing tactical vests and carrying guns.

Is there a problem?

Zhang Dabao said: "Go back, change the sand leggings and sand vest and come out again! Don't bring the gun!"

Everyone hurriedly rushed into the row room again, changing sandbags and saying, "What is this for? Do you want to practice physical fitness?"

"The top 400-meter hurdlers only practice physical fitness, but we also have to wear sandbags and leggings... What nonsense."

"Hurry up! Otherwise, Zhang Dabao will be merciless. Do you want to be dismissed from training?"

Having said that, no one dared to continue dawdling. In less than two minutes, they all changed their equipment according to Zhang Dabao's requirements and came out and assembled again.

"To be a good top shooter, you must first have good physical strength. Starting today, sandbag leggings for 10 kilometers a day is a fixed opening every day."

Zhang Dapao took out the stopwatch, glanced at all the team members, and said, "Don't worry, I'll run with you. If you can't meet the physical requirements, I'm sorry, then you have to add meals, and you can't improve your meals, so I'm sorry, please. Go back to your company, I don't contain garbage here!"

After speaking, he shouted: "The five-kilometer route in the direction of the division gate, two laps, start!"